ccampbell57
Premium Member
Well, the dream vacation is finally over and I am back to the day to day drag of the real world. I would especially like to thank Mr. Rob "Da Kine" Lower for everything he did while I was in Hawaii. Rob you da man!!
I just got back from 9 days in paradise. I take a yearly trip to Hawaii with the family but have not been to Oahu in many years for more than a day and this year decided to stay on the east side of the island at the Kahala Resort. Well to make a long story short, this side of the island is absolutely gorgeous! Very low traffic and lots of clear calm water. It has now moved up to the top 5 places I will visit over and over again when I come back to the islands.
Prior to landing at Honolulu I had arranged to meet with Rob, owner of Christmas Island Divers. I orgininally wanted to just pop by his house to see the Bandit angels that he had available as well as any crosshatch triggers (for my big tank) and just do an overall QA of his work Plus I (much like everyone on this board) am a complete and total Saltwater Fish Addict.
Anyway, I landed on the tarmack and received an email from Rob to call him when I got in. So as instructed I called him. The next conversation will forever change my outlook on life in general. Not only did Rob ask me to come by and see his fish, he invited me to join him the next morning on the boat with him to go catch Bandit angels and Hawaiian dragons as well as his other variety of fish. At the end of the conversation he offered to take me into the water with him and watch him catch. I have not been scuba diving in 20 years, but did not flinch at the chance to take a "short dive" to experience this first hand.
Next morning at 6:30am up drives Rob in his Ford pickup with a missng back window where his air pumps are run for keeping his daily catch alive on the way home, a bed full of full oxygen tanks, multiple yellow bucks for catch, and a nets, etc. Rob assured my wife that I would not be diving (LIE!!) and we would be back later in the day.
Driving down the H1 I felt like a little kid again. I was jittery and full of curiousity about this new world I was about to embark upon. After a quick stop to Starbucks so Rob could get his tripple shot of expresso (an actual shot) and no food because it gives him heartburn when he dives...LOL.
So we get to the boat dock and up pulls Walter (the captian of the boat, a 78 yr old local) and his 24' beauty.
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I just got back from 9 days in paradise. I take a yearly trip to Hawaii with the family but have not been to Oahu in many years for more than a day and this year decided to stay on the east side of the island at the Kahala Resort. Well to make a long story short, this side of the island is absolutely gorgeous! Very low traffic and lots of clear calm water. It has now moved up to the top 5 places I will visit over and over again when I come back to the islands.
Prior to landing at Honolulu I had arranged to meet with Rob, owner of Christmas Island Divers. I orgininally wanted to just pop by his house to see the Bandit angels that he had available as well as any crosshatch triggers (for my big tank) and just do an overall QA of his work Plus I (much like everyone on this board) am a complete and total Saltwater Fish Addict.
Anyway, I landed on the tarmack and received an email from Rob to call him when I got in. So as instructed I called him. The next conversation will forever change my outlook on life in general. Not only did Rob ask me to come by and see his fish, he invited me to join him the next morning on the boat with him to go catch Bandit angels and Hawaiian dragons as well as his other variety of fish. At the end of the conversation he offered to take me into the water with him and watch him catch. I have not been scuba diving in 20 years, but did not flinch at the chance to take a "short dive" to experience this first hand.
Next morning at 6:30am up drives Rob in his Ford pickup with a missng back window where his air pumps are run for keeping his daily catch alive on the way home, a bed full of full oxygen tanks, multiple yellow bucks for catch, and a nets, etc. Rob assured my wife that I would not be diving (LIE!!) and we would be back later in the day.
Driving down the H1 I felt like a little kid again. I was jittery and full of curiousity about this new world I was about to embark upon. After a quick stop to Starbucks so Rob could get his tripple shot of expresso (an actual shot) and no food because it gives him heartburn when he dives...LOL.
So we get to the boat dock and up pulls Walter (the captian of the boat, a 78 yr old local) and his 24' beauty.
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